A weekend away

We have just returned from our first weekend away since having Ari, almost 2.5 years ago. (If you think that's unusual, all you childless folk, think again. We were fortunate enough to have someone willing to look after him for 2 nights - a lot of couples aren't that lucky!)
The destination: Hobart. The occasion: a friend's wedding.
It was a wonderful weekend, full of all the things you don't get to do once a little one arrives: linger in a bookshop, read the papers for hours over many coffees and big breakfasts, sleep in past 7am.
The wedding itself was great too, but the sheer liberation of only having to worry about ourselves for 2 whole days was fantastic.
Of course coupled with this was the inevitable: We missed our boy like crazy. Every single child I saw gave me a little pang inside.
He had a wonderful time staying with his Nanny and Poppy in Geelong and apparently never asked for us once. Even when he arrived home yesterday, he seemed nonplussed by the whole thing. He is such a good boy.

PS: Photos coming. Have been very busy and have barely been able to post, let alone load pics onto blogger. Stay tuned...